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I’m writing this morning. Because June was intense. Because I drove so many miles, worked so many shoots. Because my hands and wrists ache and my body feels beaten. Because the characters in my head have begun to circle back around and around, nagging at me… Read More

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She has no way of telling him she loves him anymore. She is wrung out like the clouds sagging in this morning’s sky. Nothing left but gray space. They had a good run, one might say. Thirty-seven years of kisses in varying degrees of wetness… Read More